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The Mars Volta med Goliath

09.05.2020 | youtube

Efter at være stødt på trommeslageren Thomas Pridgen spillende på noget Zildjian-gøgl på youtube, har jeg hørt The Mars Volta nævnt flere gange. Han var trommeslager for bandet. Så jeg gav det et shot. Skyd med:

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That night I remember what you slipped in my glass We came rewinding when I foamed at the mouth while the lights winked at me And now my shape is kept The rain it can't hide, wash the pain from this hex Is it so permanent? Did she catch a left eye when it blinks three times Or once just to seal you in? In your drunken breath did it stain like us In place of poison heat? I gotta rid this world of your intention Swap the corpse in the casket Give me that corpse please The one that tore nightly I really want it now Fold the arms slowly Don't want you to hold me It fits just like a glove Does he make you feel alright? When I seep inside your truth through suspicious little coughs You sank your nails inside a key while the door you shut closed up The black stockings you kept smell of wet cigarette Torn of lust that you could not keep I have slept inside your fault to have you keep me here on this leash For the rest of your pets I will feed to this theft As we consummate the vows of defeat And when you pray for an end to this I do believe this is eternity Give me that corpse please The one that tore nightly I really want it now Fold the arms slowly Don't want you to hold me It fits just like a glove Your closet is bulging White marrow withholding Does he make you feel alright? Give me that corpse please The one that tore nightly I really want it now Fold the arms slowly Don't want you to hold me It fits just like a glove Your closet is bulging White marrow withholding Does he make you feel alright? Never heard a man speak like this man before Never heard a man speak like this man before All the days of my life ever since I've been born Never heard a man speak like this man before Watch me now Say it, say it, say it loud Say it, say it, say it loud Hold your heavy burden In a pocket full of drink that I have drunk Spit the remnants in your direction This is the closest to any kingdom that you will come I'm starting to feel a miscarriage coming on It's numbing a stump clearing in my throat And I just can't lose grip of it She fumigated my mental hygiene I'm all out of pulse but I know you can resuscitate me Never heard a man speak like this man before Never heard a man speak like this man before All the days of my life ever since I've been born Never heard a man speak like this man before Never heard a man speak like this man before Never heard a man speak like this man before All the days of my life ever since I've been born Never heard a man speak like this man before Watch me now

Jeg kan meget godt lide det. Det er noget progressivt 70'er flipper musik af en art. Teksterne minder mig en anelse om The Sword. Og musikvideoen er så mærkelig at den er fed. Det eneste kriterie nødvendigt. Her er iøvrigt Zildjian-videoen med Thomas Pridgen:

I might have to steal some of those fills.

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